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nenhuma rapina é mim de pensamentos pobres
com os olhos meek, marrons
moonlight profundo e macio
todo meu amor para meu doce
esta bacia de prata antiga de meus
alguns dos hurts que vocę se curou
eu sei o que vocę está indo dizer
ruídos que strive rasgar
homem frio stern
o relâmpago piscou, e levantou

 



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